"Sir, the plane is about to take off. Could you please return to your seat and remain seated? Please don't move around freely," the flight attendant requested.
"I'm just going to the restroom. I'll be back quickly," the man replied.
The flight attendant continued to persuade him: "Could you please wait a little longer? We have regulations that passengers are not allowed to leave their seats during takeoff. This is for your own safety."
Hearing this, the man wearing sunglasses didn't insist on going to the restroom. He nodded reluctantly and said, "Alright then."
He then returned to his seat and fastened his seatbelt as required.
Xu Mo had an excellent memory. Even though he had only briefly scanned all the wanted notices posted on the official website, he had already memorized the appearances of all the fugitives.
That quick glance earlier had also allowed Xu Mo to clearly see the face of the man wearing sunglasses.
Notably, this man's mouth, nose, facial shape, and even the position and size of the mole on his chin were identical to those of a fugitive who had been on the run for five years, whom he had just seen on the wanted list.
This guy was very likely the fugitive who had been on the run for five years mentioned in the notice!
However, it was only a possibility. Xu Mo couldn't be certain at this point whether he really was the fugitive or not.
Because the man was wearing sunglasses, Xu Mo hadn't been able to see his eyes yet.
Even though all other facial features matched perfectly, Xu Mo didn't jump to conclusions.
To confirm whether this man was indeed the fugitive, he would need to remove his sunglasses and see his full face.
Only by seeing the eyes hidden behind the sunglasses could Xu Mo know for sure if this man was the fugitive who had been on the run for five years.
At this moment, persuaded by the flight attendant, the man had returned to his seat.
Xu Mo estimated that once the plane entered a stable cruising state, the man would likely stand up again.
...
Sure enough, as soon as the plane entered stable flight, the man unfastened his seatbelt and stood up.
He headed straight for the restroom.
Xu Mo's seat was perfectly positioned between the man and the restroom.
To reach the restroom, the man would have to pass through the aisle next to Xu Mo.
Xu Mo slowly unfastened his seatbelt.
When the man passed by him, Xu Mo deliberately stood up abruptly, colliding with him.
The man's sunglasses were knocked off.
Xu Mo got his wish and saw the man's full face.
Now, he could be 100% certain that this guy was indeed the fugitive who had been on the run for five years!
Xu Mo felt a surge of excitement. This really was a fugitive after all.
He thought to himself, talk about luck! Who else could encounter a five-year fugitive just by taking a flight?
This was truly a blessing from the heavens!
The man, caught off guard by Xu Mo's sudden collision, glared at him with displeasure.
"Are you blind or something? In a rush to reincarnate?"
After cursing, he bent down to pick up his sunglasses and put them back on.
Despite being insulted, Xu Mo didn't get angry.
He just smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't notice you coming."
The man ignored Xu Mo's apology and cursed again: "Didn't notice? Are you blind? Idiot!"
Then he continued walking towards the restroom.
Even after being insulted twice, Xu Mo showed no signs of anger.
The reason he didn't get angry after being insulted twice was... Xu Mo couldn't be bothered to argue with a dead man walking.
The wanted notice had listed all the crimes committed by this fugitive Xu Mo had encountered.
Robbery, intentional homicide, and even violent detention. He had cruelly killed a police officer before going on the run.
These crimes were enough to earn him a death sentence.
This man wouldn't live much longer, so why bother arguing with him?
At this moment, Xu Mo not only wasn't angry, but he even had a faint smile on his face.
Thank you, Mother Nature, for this gift!
Xu Mo's behavior of not daring to talk back after being insulted made the people around him look down on him to some extent.
The looks directed at Xu Mo from the surrounding passengers were mostly filled with disdain and contempt.
They all unanimously thought Xu Mo was a coward, a wimp!
"A grown man not daring to talk back when insulted, what a coward!"
"Exactly... what's the point of living like that? I feel sorry for him!"
"If it were me in this situation, I'd beat the crap out of anyone who dared insult me!"
"..."
Not only the surrounding passengers, but the four people sitting next to Xu Mo also noticed his unusual behavior.
They looked at Xu Mo with puzzled expressions.
They all felt that Xu Mo's behavior was somewhat out of character.
Was Xu Mo the type of person who wouldn't talk back when insulted?
Obviously not.
Unless... Xu Mo had some ulterior motive.
The reason he didn't talk back was most likely because he was holding back for something big!
Zhou Qiaoqiao leaned towards Xu Mo and said:
"You can endure him insulting you like that without punching him? Are you holding back some big move to take him down?"
Saying this, Zhou Qiaoqiao suddenly took a sharp intake of breath, as if she had realized something. She lowered her voice and said, "He's not a wanted criminal, is he? Are you planning to arrest him and take him to the police station?"
Xu Mo didn't answer but made a 'shh' gesture.
Seeing Xu Mo's reaction, Zhou Qiaoqiao realized she must have guessed correctly.
So that man wearing sunglasses really was a wanted criminal?
No wonder Xu Mo didn't argue with him!
He was waiting to make an arrest!
Compared to making someone face prison time or even execution, talking back was indeed too light, completely ineffective.
Zhou Qiaoqiao cooperatively closed her mouth and didn't mention anything more about the wanted criminal.
But after a few seconds, she leaned her little head towards Xu Mo again and whispered:
"Wait, that's not right... Are you sure you didn't make a mistake? How could a wanted criminal board a plane? He shouldn't even be able to buy a ticket, right? Tickets are all sold under real names now!"
Xu Mo nodded, his tone very certain: "There's no mistake. I looked carefully, he is the wanted criminal."
"As for boarding the plane..." Xu Mo shrugged, "Who says you have to buy a ticket to board a plane? When I was wanted by the investigation team, I also boarded a plane. I was even the pilot. Maybe he found some way to sneak on board."
Just then, the man returned from the restroom.
As he passed by Xu Mo's seat, he let out a cold snort.
Xu Mo maintained his nonchalant expression and didn't pay any attention to the man.
He just leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes.
...
The rest of the journey passed without incident.
When the plane landed on the runway at Yangcheng Airport, Xu Mo opened his eyes and stood up.
He approached the man wearing sunglasses.
"What do you want? Looking for trouble?" the man glanced at Xu Mo with disdain. "Get the hell out of my way! Or I'll break your legs!"
Realizing that a conflict might erupt between passengers, the flight attendant quickly came forward to intervene.
"Gentlemen..."
However, before the flight attendant could finish speaking, Xu Mo took out the police badge he had stolen earlier but hadn't returned from his pocket. He showed it to the flight attendant: "Police business. You don't need to interfere, just cooperate."
Xu Mo had forgotten to return this police badge at the time.
But now it seemed that not returning it was undoubtedly the right choice. It had come in handy again!
After seeing the police badge in Xu Mo's hand, the man immediately panicked.
Damn it... he had let his guard down!
This guy turned out to be a cop!
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
